Christmas with my Professor

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Chapter 6 – The Library Incident

Between February 21st to 27th we have something called ‘reading week’ where university students will get the week off to read, catch up on work and extend their reading within their subjects other than what is assigned to them for their classes.

There are 5 more weeks left until the end of term (1st April) however the last 4 weeks is dedicated to strikes.

In April we get the first 2 weeks off for Easter but the last 2 is also off to reset the university calendar for semester 3 which officially began on 3rd of May. So, we had the whole month of April off.

Semester 3 starts on 3rd May 2022 but all my classes in my degree has ended and final essays are due to be submitted on that week. We have exams next year but not this year, otherwise classes would have extended to June. This year is dedicated to coursework and essays only.

I spent March dedicated to my university studies, readings and modules online at home and then in April I flipped my entire schedule around, I would sleep at 8am, wake up at around 5/6pm, eat dinner, leave the house and go to the university library and spend the entire night reading, working on my essays and contributing to the completion of my 72-page journal for one of my modules. In total I had to submit 7 essays at 2500 words each (one being 3000 words) along with that journal (which ended up being 23,482 words) and I wanted a really high mark so I spent a lot of time redrafting. I survived that month on Red bull and random unhealthy snacks, I felt like a teenager again but for some reason this worked for me.

Me and Tom would text at times, but he was also busy with the strikes, his work and personal life. Where we were not at campus together at the same time and had our individual priorities, it made it difficult for us to connect.

The main university library is made up of different floors and sections. I preferred working on the east wing of the library in the arts and economics section, there are stairs that lead up to a balcony with large desks overlooking the economic section, this entire section is usually empty in the hours I go in.

(Library floorplan: https://www.ucl.ac.uk/library/sites/library/files/main-lib.pdf)

On one April day at around 9pm I received a text from Tom (this is the conversation; some unnecessary parts have not been mentioned)

Tom: I really miss you

Me: Me too, how have you been?

Tom: Sad because I miss you

Me: Lol, life sucks, right? No seriously, how has work been going, has your journal been accepted for publish yet?

Tom: No, not yet. Where are you?

Me: Where else?

Tom: I do not understand how you are doing this, it’s unhealthy and I’m worried about you.

Me: I’m fine honestly.

Tom: Is it empty or full in there at this hour?

Me: People leave between now and 10ish, it is empty where I am throughout the night.

*SENDS PICTURE OF MY VIEW*

Tom: oh cool, at-least you really get to focus. I guess I will leave you to it. Goodnight x

Me: Goodnight x

I continue to work and begin annotating a few books in pencil to form arguments to reference to. It’s around 11pm and I can hear footsteps coming up the stairs next to me. I think to myself oh great, I don’t really want anyone here, I am enjoying my own peace and space here. 

I keep my head down in my book and ignore whoever it is (from past experience when you make eye contact or even say hi, some people think it’s ok to speak to you or borrow stationary from you - now don’t get me wrong I’m all for talking and sharing but not now, in this month I need to be left alone!

The person walks past me and my desk and walks away hopefully to the desk space behind. I continue to read and then all of a sudden total darkness, I feel a pair of hands over my eyes. My heart jumps and all I remember saying is “What the fuck!?” A little loudly.

My eyes are then uncovered and it’s Tom, now laughing gesturing with his fingers against his lips for me to be quiet.

“Shhh *laughs* Shhh sshhh” *laughs*

Our entire conversation from here on is whispered.

“TOM! What on earth are you doing here!??” I say now surprised.

“I thought I might as well join you; I have some work to do so I will just… grab a seat” he says as he gestures the desk opposite mine. The desks are made up of two separate rectangular work spaces, put together to form a square, so pairs can work together in these spaces.

I then came to the realisation that Tom is here, I stand up and hug him. His cheeks are still cold from coming from the outside and I can smell perfume mixed with the subtle smell of cigarette smoke upon his jacket. He pecks me a kiss on my head as I hug him.

“I’m so glad you are here; we can have a proper catch up on my break later but for now I really need to get back to this text if that’s ok? “

“No-no, you do you. I’ll leave you to it” he says as he takes his jacket off, unpacks his laptop and takes a seat.

I continue working and Tom logs into his computer. I hear him clicking and then typing, clicking again and then typing some more. About 20 minutes in I notice inactivity from Toms laptop, I look up and notice him staring at me smiling. I ignore this and then after about 10 seconds I look up again.

“What” I say smiling “and please don’t give me a soppy answer.”

“Wha… you didn’t even give me a chance to speak” he laughs “and what do you mean soppy?”

“I mean, don’t say something like you look adorable or cute” 

Tom doesn’t say a word, with a smile on his face he gestures with his hands and says “fine… carry on working.”

I continue working but I can sense him looking at me, he then begins to play footsie with me.

“Toommmm!” I laugh.

“I think it’s time for your break.” He says.

Tom moved the tables back, leaving about 30cm between me and the table. He then gets under the table and crawls towards me, I see his head pop out between my legs. “Hi there” he says cheekily

“Tom… what are you doing?” I say slightly concerned

He doesn’t say anything and grabs my trousers and pulls. I resist and hold on to it.

“Tom NOOO! We can’t here.”

“No one is here, don’t worry. If we hear footsteps, I’ll retreat, ok?”

He continues to pull down my trousers followed by my boxers and grabs my dick in his hand, playing with it softly. I exhale and let out a small groan. Tom puts my now erect dick into his mouth and wraps his mouth around it. The warm wet feeling around my cock excites me and makes me feel good. I stretch out slightly, pushing back my chair and place a hand on his head. “Uhh” I moan out. He takes my dick in fully and begins to suck on it, using his other hand to play with my balls. The sloppy blowjob and sounds made me dick feel even more hard, all whist my eyelids quiver ecstatically.

Then all of a sudden, I hear footsteps coming towards us on the ground floor.

“Tom... Tom stop, someone is coming!” I say.

Tom pushes me back into my seat and continues, he waves my hand away as I attempt to stop him. The balcony style second floor (pic attached in comments) looks over at the entire floor plan of the economics library, our table is right by the railings. I peer over and see a guy who is most likely a student looking at the bookshelf opposite, attempting to locate the book he is looking for. Tom continued to suck and to make matters worse he reaches into my shirt and starts to play with my nipples. I fight with his hands but he is too strong to fight with without creating attention to myself. I hold in my pleasure and wait for this guy to leave but he’s not leaving!! Why is he not leaving - I think to myself. Tom begins to suck me much harder and faster whilst he twists and rolls my nipple around in his fingers, I begin to breath heavily. In an attempt to hold in my pleasure, I fail miserably and let out a small “Mmmmphh”

I notice the young man now looking around, but continues to search for his book.

“Aaah” I say softly, again failing miserably and this time it happened, he looked up dead at me. I’m not sure if he can see Tom. He’s probably thinking I’m some sort of pervert. Great.

Tom continues to suck harder and faster; he begins to breathe whilst doing so which creates a temperature change on my cock and then out of the blue starts humming quietly which vibrates against my frenulum, this feels good. He takes out my cock in his hands and slaps it against his tongue, I watch as he makes eye contact with me whist doing this and then he carries on sucking. I can feel the cum building up getting ready to shoot. The boy on the ground floor is now flicking through a book, still in search. At this point I don’t even care anymore, I think to myself if I don’t cum now it will just keep going, it’s like I’m torturing myself.

I press down on Toms head with both of my hands and with four firm pumps I cum and groan “AaAaaHhHhh” followed by some heavy panting.

Again, the boy noticed and now stands to stare at me, examining carefully and noticing someone is under my table he giggles and says “noice.”

Tom sniggers but I am gone red, I put my head on the table with my arms around it, hiding until the young man leaves. I can feel Tom licking up the excess of my cum dripping off my cock. After a few moments I hear footsteps walking away.

We clean ourselves up and I put my trousers on.

“Tom are you crazy!? You really can’t do that! If we’re caught then what? You could lose your job.”

“Relaaax” he says, nothing would have happened. It’s a really empty library and no one would recognise me.

I don’t respond as I’m annoyed by this response. Tom gets up and gives me his hand, I take it and follow him. He takes me in the stairwell covered by two walls and pushes me back against the wall, he leans forward and we both begin to kiss and make out. I can taste some of my cum from his lips whilst we do this.

He pulls back. “I’m sorry, I’ll be more considerate and mindful about our surroundings from now on.”

“Thank you, it’s not even for me. It’s more for you!”

“Tom?” I say.

“Yes?”

“Can we get back to work now?”

Tom laughs and says yes, we continue working, he leaves at about 2am offering me a ride but I stay back and continue to work following my usual schedule.

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Me and Tom have continued to stay in touch through text but since May we have only seen each other on a handful of occasions in London. Then I started a summer internship full time.

Many might ask what is going to happen with Tom? He is married - is he straight, gay or bisexual? This conversation did happen once over dinner. Tom told me he is happily married to his wife. He has explored his sexuality with other men but this is something he cannot speak about with his wife. I asked him why they have no children and he said it is because she is infertile and he is ok with this. His wife works in a government role, she used to be a senior lecturer before leaving her position to work in a role which allows her to travel a lot.

I am not one to tell a person what to do. Do I see a future with Tom? No. Would I like a future with Tom? Yes, but I also have my own personal life to consider – I’m not even out! For this reason, it is not a reality for me at this moment. One thing that has made me think twice was when he said to me that although he is happily married to his wife, he enjoys my company – something he’s not had with other men in the past. This made me feel special to him, some of you may think I am his side bitch (no names - Bear) lol, and this could possibly be the case. Although I had a hot first year with my Lecturer, life is not a fairy tale with a happily ever after where we run off into the sunset, but it is not the end of the story yet…

I ended up getting a high First for my first year which basically means I averaged A+ in all my assignments. University will begin this October 2022 and I will be going into my 2nd year. I cannot wait to see Tom again! I have a module which he teaches but the class is split between two lecturers, I’m not sure if I’m in his group or not, I will just have to wait for my timetable and see…

The next chapter is my last chapter (for now). I have some random select stories and moments between me and Tom throughout 2021/2022 but did not mention these as these do not make long enough chapters or are not as hot compared to the things I have discussed; I can add them in a separate chapter in several short stories if you would like? If you would like updates about what happens in my second year (2022/2023) then please let me know in the comments. If I have the time then I will add them in later on - that's if anything does happen (fingers crossed lol).

Once again - pictures of the library are in the comments section, if you do not see them then I will upload shorty. These photos have been taken on a separate occasion but on the same week, I sat on a different table than the one I am on when describing the events but gives you an indication of space and view etc. 

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